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You got a Friend In Me (GET HIM OUT!); A Neo Carner Promotion
Topic Started: Jun 22 2010, 09:46 AM (93 Views)
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The scene fades in from the darkest shadows, like a newborn baby we adjust to our new surroundings. The walls are of Eggshell white, Neo Carner and...could it be!? Snake is back! Both men are wearing 'S-Neo' T-shirts and are standing directly in front of one another, the tag team championships draped over each of their shoulders. Snake's arms are at his size, he's looking a little...thinner then usual. Neo has his arms crossed over his chest and has his chin is placed out, a white headphone is in his ear as his head bounces back and forth to a beat that isn't audible to the boom mic. Neo is softly crooning.

Neo: "We all know, we all know by now that you're the only thing you talk aboutttt."

Snake lifts his head in the direction of Neo rather quickly, almost as if he was replicating his namesake, or a certain Viper.

Snake: "What're you doing? Thisss issn't sssing along."

Neo plucks his headphone out rather quickly, giving a glaring eye at Snake who seems a little off.

Neo: "Uhm...Right SNAKE! This isn't sing along, sorry. I'll put this away. It just seems fitting with what Clay Krueger has been trying to get us to swallow for the last month."

Neo furrows his eyebrows and glowers at Snake as he pockets his MP3 player.

Snake: "What do you mean...ssss!"

Neo smacks Snake in the back of the head, clenching his fist and shaking it in his face.

Neo: "Knock it off SNAKE. Everybody knows you don't really think you're a snake."

Neo pats Snake on the shoulder and chuckles weakly, his eyes never leaving 'Snake's.'

Snake: "Ouch...sss."

Neo shoves Snake in the shoulder.

Neo: "Quit it."

Snake raises his hands in a serpent like movement in the direction of Neo, attempting to push him back.

Snake: "Mardi Grassssssssssssss!!! SSSSS!"

Neo: "Alright, take off the mask!"

Neo says, pulling on the mask.

Snake: "What? You know I can't do that! My identity is sssacred."

Neo has the mask halfway off the face of Snake! Are we really going to see the man's face!? Souldn't this be reserved for a pay per view!? Or some kind of Hair vs Mask match!?

Neo: "You've lost your privelages Noon."

Jeff Noon!? Jeff Noon is Snake!?...Oh wait, now I get it.

Jeff: "Aww....He's from Lousiana, doesn't he usually talk about his homeland?"

Neo shakes his head, yanking the tag team title off of Noon's shoulder and placing it on his empty shoulder. Neo couldn't bare seeing the title on a man who didn't deserve it anymore. Neo tosses the fake Snake mask over his gold ridden shoulder.

Neo: "Snake doesn't even talk in an accent...I think being from Louisiana it's to amplify is gimmick or something. You've interviewed the guy! You know he doesn't talk like a Snake! Why did you have to do all that nonsense?"

Jeff ponders for a moment, then speaks.

Jeff: "Well...You put a Snake mask on me...I was just getting into character..."

Neo palms his forehead, sighing and speaks his mind outloud.

Neo: "Jesus...First Toby won't return my calls, and now Snake won't. What's up with this world...Nevermind that, you messed up my train of thought Noon. I was talking about Clay, and how he's a faker."

Jeff tilts his head in curious confusion.

Jeff: "A faker? Wasn't he grieving like anyone else was?"

Neo puffs out his chest.

Neo: "Sure he was. Conviently he was grieving and he got over it when it suits his needs."

Jeff isn't taking the bait.

Jeff: "I'm not following you."

Neo: "It's simple Noon. Think about it, when did Clay have this so called 'problem.' Eh?"

Neo says, leaning in towards Jeff.

Jeff: "Uhm...After he lost the tag team championships?"

Neo lifts a finger, as if this helps make his point.

Neo: "Correct. Now, it's common knowledge all former champions get a re-match. It's in the contract we're given when we've earned the titles. We sign it and we get a bump in pay. It clearly states we are given the privilage of getting a rematch on our accord. Now, what sense does it make that Clay would go into grieving over something that would possibly come back to life? Sure you could use the Dragon Ball Z logic, yes it's very sad that somebody dies...but they'll just come back anyway, that's what the Dragon Balls are for."

Jeff frowns.

Jeff: "Is that some kind of gay joke?"

Neo's eyes widen, his mouth shuddering in a grimace.

Neo: "...No. It's a cartoon show, it was all the rage back in the late nineties, early two thousands. Look, I'm not trying to discuss anime with you, I'm trying to tell you Clay was faking the entire time."

Jeff scratches his head.

Jeff: "So...he was faking...why?"

Neo shrugs.

Neo: "Recovery time, time to scout, possibly having a truly hurt ego, who really knows. Allow me to break it down for you, and possibly come up with a reason. So, Clay hasn't been in action really recently hasn't he? He's wrestled...what? Two matches since losing the titles. One was a mow over on ol' overpaid Wilson, and then the other match was for the Cruiserweight Championship. Find it a bit odd, that our ol' buddy Clay who was in the midst of 'bargaining' for his grief that he had the emotional duress to fight for...WELL LOOKIE HERE! Championship Gold! They say the best way to get over something is to replace it, and Clay was looking to soothe his pain with a replacement. He failed, and now he's all HEALTHY again for Championship gold."

Neo is looks rather pleased with himself.

Jeff: "That...kinda sense. Wow, maybe Clay's is a fibber."

Neo: "It makes sense, doesn't it? I'll admit I'm for glory, but to use an mental condition as a crutch that's just sad and pathetic. But, it is genius. I've got to hand it to the good Doctor. He had an excellent plan. Biding his time, watching me put on some stellar matches and hell he even tried interfering in one of them. Why, now WHY would Clay have to do that?"

Jeff lifts a hand to interject.

Jeff: "Uhm...He was in the stage of anger?"

Neo rolls his eyes.

Neo: "Surely he was. He was mad at me, because I helped lay his ass out to take the gold he's been mourning over. Oddly enough, I offered H-C-M their rematch the very next day after they lost them. Keith was raring to go, hell he was even idiotic enough to demand something I already offered. Clay? Clay wasn't 'HEALTHY' enough to participate so they had to wait patiently until ReVolt Against The Champions. Knowing Clay like I do, he is a man who enjoys the finer things in life. Why would a man of his refined tastes want a rematch on a simple ReVolt when he could do it on a much more vivid stage?"

Neo places his hands on his hips, his head bouncing side to side in the warmth of his own observations and banter.

Jeff: "Whoa...That's...some kind of theory you got there."

Jeff says, poking Neo in the chest, Neo looks down at Jeff's hand and then at Jeff who quickly retracts his digit.

Neo: "Theory, fact. It all remains to be seen. I'm sure they'll deny it...or maybe! Just maybe, Clay will be dastardly enough to admit it! All is possible, and I don't rule out anything when these titles are involved. Everyone's a suspect, and everyone wants them. Clay just proves he's nothing more then an attention whore, worse even then I. He fools people in, making it seem like he's in trouble. He's faked it enough, and perhaps he's won sympathy. He's won his fair share of chuckles, and amusement at his expense but when something he wants comes his way he suddenly snaps back into prime form. I like the guy's strategy, but I'm ready for him. Snake? I don't know his condition, and I wait for his word. He much like Toby isn't currently returning my calls....Though at least I'm making an effort for my team member...aren't I?"

Jeff raises a curious brow.

Jeff: "What? What're you getting at?"

Neo polishes his fingernails against his mighty chest, scanning his well groomed hands as he spoke.

Neo: "Funny...Keith Williams hasn't visited his ol' buddy when he's been in such a detremental state. Hasn't he? I've made the observation before, and now I'm bringing it full circle. Now why is that? Is Keith afraid he'll catch his partner's grief? It isn't a disease Keith, just because you're afraid to shed a tear for your title loss doesn't mean that if you hang out with your blubbering partner you'll be forced to feel an emotion for someone else rather then yourself. Hell, even I visited Clay when he was ill, and we're not even on good terms! All it shows me is that...S-Neo is already well on their way to their first successful defense."

Jeff is chuckling, turned in the opposite direction of Neo and seems to be enamored in his own thoughts. Neo leans over, looking at Jeff's face who seems to be in his own land of delight.

Neo: "What?"

Jeff puts some distance between them, waving his hand back and forth as he tries to hold back his chuckles.

Jeff: "Nothing...Just remembering how you were crying at the end of Toy Story 3."

Neo's eyes widen, like dis O_O

Neo: "YOU SWORE YOU'D NEVER TELL!"

Neo closes that gap between them, puffing out his chest and looks like a big scary bear.

Jeff: "What!? It was cute."

Neo lifts his hand as if he was going to do the world a favor and give Jeff Noon a very late abortion.

Neo: "...I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK! I took you with me because you said you wouldn't wear the Snake mask unless I took you to see it! You PROMISED you wouldn't say ANYTHING about that!"

Jeff holds his hands out to either side, not realizing what he has said was crossing the line. Jerk. Sounds like a Billy doesn't it? Billy sure is a jerk, not like that Craig fellow though. Total jerk. Obviously they're my inspirtations for this...er...back to the roleplay!

Jeff: "Well GEEZ! Sorry, I didn't realize you were so sensitive Neo!"

Neo folds his arms, pouting out his lips and closing his eyes.

Neo: "It's not my fault! I was 16 when I first saw Toy Story and it made me feel like an asshole for mistreating my toys! Sure I wasn't a Sid, but I didn't treat them like that kid! I mean, Andy had a rather vivid imagination...made me feel like I was missing out on my own childhood..."

Jeff gives a half frown.

Jeff: "It's just a movie...."

Neo cocks an eye open, glaring at Jeff.

Neo: "Then why did you beg me to take you to see it!?"

Jeff grins, shrugging with his arms.

Jeff: "It's a damn good movie? Heh."

Neo sighs.

Neo: "Nevermind...I'm going to try calling Toby and Snake again."

Neo procures his phone from his jeans front pocket, clicking away through his phonebook.

Jeff: "It's okay! You've got a friend in me!"

Neo shoots the eyes at Jeff, and if he was cyclops he would shoot optic beams and then everybody would be fucked, but Jeff retracts in fear much like a impudent penis.

Neo: "And my foot is going to be joining him if you don't pipe down."

Neo growls, sneering his teeth at Jeff and then walks off. Leaving Jeff all by his lonesome as the scene closes.


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Neo: "Dammit Toby..."

Jeff Noon walks into the hallway, it seems the promotion is picking up right where it left off the last time. This time, we are outside the room with Neo and Jeff Noon in the hallway, the long corridor with burning bright fluorescent lights. Neo is seen clicking away at his cell phone trying to convey a call to the man who wouldn't receive his phone calls. Neo grumbles as Jeff putters around, looking at things and smelling them with his nose. Jeff is still wearing the S-Neo shirt. Just then Neo receives a phone call, his ring tone is nothing extravagant, just a collection of beeps and boops possibly due to copyright law. Neo shakes his head, groaning.

Jeff: "Is it Toby?"

Neo lightly frowns.

Neo: "No."

Neo sounds irritable, his frown growing heavier.

Jeff: "Is it Snake?"

Neo's tone grows more irritated.

Neo: "No."

Neo's frown weighs a ton now.

Jeff: "Who is it?"

Neo looks up, his face long much like a horses. He lifts the phone up and displays the screen to Jeff.

Jeff: "Rebecca? Why would Rebecca be calling you?"

Neo: "No reason...No reason at all."

Jeff ponders, tapping his index finger against his lip as he recalls the last week.

Jeff: "You slept with her! Didn't you!?"

Neo groans, rubbing his free hand against his forehead.

Neo: "No!"

Neo yells at Jeff as he cups both of his hands to the sides of his head as he finally clicks ignore on his phone, letting the call go straight to voice mail.

Neo: "Why won't these assholes call me back!?"

Jeff: "Maybe their phones were eaten? Oh! What if they were eaten by a squid? A radioactive squid. That's much worse then a regular squid y'know!"

Neo's mouth is agape as he stares in disbelief at Jeff Noon.

Neo: "Really Jeff? Eaten? You couldn't say broken? Or maybe they have crappy service? Perhaps they're on an airplane?"

Jeff shrugs lazily, no looking really interested in carrying a conversation.

Jeff: "So did you pork her?"

Neo: "Who? Rebecca? I said no."

Jeff leans in with a shit eating grin.

Jeff: "Are you sure???"

Jeff asks as catty as possible, possibly making this face :3 when he asked. Neo nearly backhands Jeff away from him, but Noon is quick and leaps back.

Neo: "Knock it off! Dammit."

Neo's phone goes off again, he groans as he quickly silences it and shoves it in his pocket.

Jeff: "So, how was it?"

Neo: "How was wh...I didn't SLEEP with her."

Jeff: Well "I'm sure you were awake for the whole thing. Ooh, was she sleeping? Come on...DETAILS."

Neo: "Erghhhh."

Neo growls, gritting his teeth back and forth and balling up his fist to slug Jeff. Though he denies it, it is hard to tell if Neo is telling the truth or trying to fabricate it. Why would Neo be avoiding her so much if he hadn't slept with her? Wouldn't she have gotten the hint if she had been stood up? Hm, an interesting tale.

Neo: "Just come on, I got this Soundbyte thing to do. I've just gotten a hot tip that Toby is in the building. I need to get this out of the way, and then I can focus on taking care of those HCM hacks. "

Neo says, motioning for Jeff Noon to follow him. Why on earth Neo would cater around a man who irritates him is beyond me, but perhaps this Toby problem is hitting our Tag Champ harder then we thought! That or Neo is just in need of someone to listen to him talk.

Jeff: "You know, I've always wondered. If you have sex with a prostitute while she's sleeping...is it rape? Or is it shop lifting?"

Neo stops, pauses and slowly swivels his head in Jeff's direction with wide eyes. He stands silently for a moment with this disturbed look on his face and then suddenly shrugs.

Neo: "You know...Never mind, I'm not going to touch that one. Why are you even asking that? Personal experience?"

Jeff: "Nah, just distracting you."

Neo: "Distracting me? Distracting me from what? Are Clay and Keith behind me? Are those cowards plotting to jump me again before the big match! Ha! I dare th....Rebecca is behind me, isn't she?"

Jeff gives a big weasel like grin, chuckling as Neo slowly with a rigid turn turns toward the woman he's been trying to avoid. Neo's eyes widen as he meeps, yes I said meep.

Neo: "Meep."

Rebecca looks all levels of concerned, as if something incredibly graven has happened to her. But her eyes soon water as she seems overjoyed with relief, Neo cringes as she wraps her arms around him and hugs him tightly.

Rebecca: "I WAS SO WORRIED! I thought something happened to you! Did something happen to you!? Are you ALRIGHT!?"

Neo's expression is every level of torment as he catches Jeff Noon chuckling off to the side, Neo's irritation grows as Rebecca is caressing his silky smooth hair. Neo breaks free of her hold, kind of. He manages to save his titles from touching her, lifting them above his head and tries to back away.

Neo: "Come on! We talked about this, it was just a one time deal."

Rebecca lips quiver, as she tries to keep Neo close.

Rebecca: "But what about a second time?! Pleassee!? Come on! Rarely anybody ever gets an interview from me! Nobody returns my calls! You can't do this to me Neo! PLEAAASEEE!!!!"

Neo looks over at Jeff.

Neo: "She thinks nobody wants her to interview them because she's getting older..."

Jeff nods.

Jeff: "Ohh...So...You slept with her?"

Neo: "...*sigh*"

Neo shakes his head, getting tired of trying to explain this the man of the man's brain density. Jeff's grin is from ear to ear by now, who is just going off on his own logic.

Jeff: "Knew it."

Neo: "Alright! Alright! Enough. Would you knock if off!?"

Neo says, slowly pie facing Rebecca backwards. Neo exhales, taking a deep breath. Rebecca holds her hands up to her face, hoping now Neo would finally clear everything up.

Neo: "Alright...Alright...Okay. Rebecca, I just want to say..."

Neo bolts, running down the hallway and avoiding any responsibility he has to give Rebecca an explanation. Aww, Neo's flighty.

Neo: "Ahhhh!!!"

Neo runs out of frame, his arms up in the sky as he escapes. Rebecca's arm lingers out, attempting to grab him before he makes his exit but alas she just misses him.

Rebecca: "Neo! DAMMIT!"

Jeff swoons in.

Jeff: "You know...I'd call you back."

Rebecca snorts, giving Noon the evil eye.

Rebecca: "Shove it, Noon. Neo's the hottest piece of ass to walk in here in a long time, and I'm not going to let this one get away from me."

Jeff rubs his chin.

Jeff: "I thought you were just a temptress? Doesn't this kind of go against your nature?"

Rebecca rolls her eyes, lifting her cupped hands to her cheek.

Rebecca: "Neo's just special...."

She swoons a sigh, then looks at Noon and bluntly states.

Rebecca: "That and the biological clocks a tickin'. I got to land a man and land one now."

Jeff: "Yeah, but you're smoking hot! You could have any man you want! Why not go for somebody that'd pay attention to you? Like meeeee!"

Rebecca: "You'll understand when you reach puberty."

Jeff scowls, furrowing his brows into his forehead. The scene draws to a close!

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Neo is bolting down the hallway, leaping over a lunch tray and stopping in catering to catch his breath. Neo shakes his head, sighing as he picks up an empty cup from a stack of other empty cups. He takes it over to a nearby water cooler and begins to pour himself some water. Neo is breathing heavily, his eyes darting behind him to make sure he wasn't being followed. Over his opposite shoulder, the enigmatic one V arrives. V pats Neo on the shoulder, causing him to jerking reaction when he turns to face the lesser used interviewer.

Neo: "JESUS CHRIST ON CHRISTMAS CRACK...Oh, it's just you. You startled me."

V isn't too enthusiastic in his response, simply arching a brow.

V: "What seems to be the problem Neo? You're a little on edge...A lot more than usual anyway."

Neo shakes his head, leaning on the dining table and ganders at the spread of donuts, coffee and what have you.

Neo: "Ah...Nothing. Toby is still being fickle, and Snake hasn't returned any of my calls. It's like everyone's avoiding me, and it's bizarre. I don't know why...."

V: "Do you have a birthday coming up?"

Neo shakes his head from right to left.

Neo: "No...No I don't. Toby I can understand avoiding me...I hurt his feelings. Offended him in some way...but Snake, I don't know why Snake isn't returning my calls."

V rubs his head underneath his chin, rubbing his baby clean face.

V: "Well, Snake is recovering from an injury. Perhaps he's in intense physical therapy, busy around the clock trying to recover his injuries. Perhaps he is sleeping, sleep is a time when muscles recover fastest. Snake doesn't appear to be a man of ill health, he does seem...to care about his body despite working through the nagging injuries. I'm sure it's nothing personal, I'm sure that title you're carrying around for him means something to him."

Neo looks at the title on his left shoulder, the name plate reading 'Snake'. Neo gives a half smile, then a light bulb goes off in his head. Neo begins to chat, his eyes darting in between his sentences to make sure he wasn't going to be surprised again.

Neo: "You don't think Snake's grumpy because I've been parading around with his title? Do ya'? I mean, I grabbed it after Havok injured him and well...they wheeled him out on a stretcher to get his X-Rays done at the local hospital. I don't know...I just wish he'd at least try to make some kind of effort or something. But maybe you're right, Snake is a pretty intense guy. I'm sure he's probably in the midst of some pretty intense rehabbing. Snake likes these titles as much as I do, and he's probably making sure he's a hundred percent! He wants to be a pillar of effectiveness against Hollywood Chainsaw Massacre! Just like me! I want to rub these titles, grate them across the foreheads of those low lives and watch them bleed! These belts were EARNED, we went through hell and back and we walked out of the flames with these titles around our waists! And we'll be damned if we just let them slip through our finger tips!"

V lifts a thumb up to Neo, Neo returns the gesture but quickly glances over his shoulder.

V: "That's the spirit. Now, why are you looking so nervous? Surely you're not nervous of HCM jumping you, are you?"

Neo cocks his head back, scoffing at the idea of the threat.

Neo: "Hah! I sincerely doubt they want that kind of press for their 'glorious' rematch. No, no...Rebecca is looking for me."

V looks perplexed, pursing his lips as he tries to come up with a reasonable explanation as to why Neo would fear such a thing.

V: "And you don't want her to...find you?"

Neo nods.

Neo: "Exactly."

V doesn't look amused.

V: "You do know cooties doesn't exist, right? Though, Rebecca's actions would leave you to believe she has something. Though if I recall correctly, she's all talk isn't she? I gave her a go once, biggest tease I've ever met."

Neo sighs, rubbing his forehead.

Neo: "Yeah, but see she was the one who advanced on me. Usually I'm the kind of guy that hits on them, and this one is chasing me up and down, calling me every five seconds just trying to talk to me."

V lowers his head, sighing. He lifts his head to speak.

V: "And why don't you talk to her?"

Neo clenches his fist.

Neo: "Well...Er...I don't have the heart to break it to the little lady I much prefer flying solo. I'm a hunter, I don't like feeling like prey. You know those kinds of women that are like...needy? Clingy? Talks of wedding bells and babies? Yeah...I don't like those kinds of girls. I'm more of a 'Well I got mine' kind of guy."

V bows.

V: "Oh how noble you are. So I assume you slept with her?"

Neo sighs through his nose, closing his eyes and hugging the titles closer to his neck.

Neo: "Shut up. I don't need that kind of smugness from you."

V: "Forgive me humble sir. I get it, a gentleman never kisses and tells. Oh and by the way, they're doing Rumble Soundbytes over there. Are you involved?"

Neo nods, smirking.

Neo: "You're damn right I am! Though, I doesn't make much sense to involve myself in such a match before I defend my titles. I mean, I want to win the rumble and I want to defend my titles in a successful manner. The amount of energy I'd be using in the Rumble is all depending on what number I draw. Later would be better of course, but I won't know until the day of the show. I can only hope for the best...and to conserve as much as possible. I'd love to win the thing, but three matches in one night? I like to toot my own horn, but I don't think even I could do something like that. But hey! Who knows, maybe I'll come in at number thirty and clean house. Go on to win the thing, and yours truly could be giving Jenny Chennault, Keith Williams and Clay Krueger the clock cleaning of a lifetime!"

V isn't listening, he's off getting himself a cup of coffee. He plucks his head up, bringing his warm beverage under his nose and takes a whiff of it's powerful aroma.

V: "Hm? You say something? You should save that kind of material for the Soundbyte, you're merely wasting it on me. I'm not even interviewing you right now. It sounded good though, I...how do you say...'believed it.' That's your catch phrase right? Kind of a broad term...but I like what you did with such a simple phrase. Your consistency could use some working on."

Neo: "Yeah, I like it. Eh, you're right. I guess I'll go do that now."

V smirks, sipping at his Styrofoam cup and waves a hand.

V: "Vios con Dios."

Neo gives an brief chuckle.

Neo: "Heh, gracias."

And off he goes, V is left alone and the scene fades to black.
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Neo Carner is sitting to the side two black double doors with a banner hung over the top reading "RUMBLE SOUNDBYTES." [/color] Neo has a bottle in his hand, masked over the bottle is a brown paper bag. Neo screws the black cap off, tossing it to the side and takes a sip of the dark amber liquid. He lets out a breath of delight, enjoying his beverage. He looks at his phone, grimacing at it and tossing it down into his lap. He goes back to his liquid, when a very familiar figure strolls up to the right of him. Wearing a pair of loose fitting blue jeans and a black t-shirt with a certain Darth Vader silk screened across the torso with his trademark red light saber. Neo looks up, his eyes slightly brighten but then he sort of regresses into a collapse of his head taking another long swig of his drink.

Toby: "Hey Neo."

Neo grunts, bobbing his head in acknowledgment.

Neo: "Hey."

Toby investigates what Neo has in his hand, frowning at Neo for drinking during the day.

Toby: "Drinking? Isn't a little early for that?"

Neo scoffs, drinking his dark brown beloved and not answering Toby's question.

Toby: "So, I've heard you've been trying to get a hold of me."

Neo's eyes dart to Toby, his brows laying heavily on his eyes. Pulling the drink away from his lips.

Neo: "What? You happened to miss all of my calls?"

Toby shakes his head, answering the question with a no.

Toby: "No...I just needed some space. I thought we were friends and you made me feel like a suspect. Like I was some kind of pawn in the Brotherhood scheme of things. Friends don't do that to one another Neo."

Neo rolls his eyes.

Neo: "No shit, Toby. But usually people aren't terrorized by midgets and his lollipop guild. I made a mistake, I'm sorry."

Toby nervously scratches his left arm.

Toby: "Yeah me too. I may have over reacted a bit."

Neo stands up, looking at his paper bag and decided to dust it off with a final swing of it down the hatch. Neo guzzles the rest, wiping his lips with his forearm. He tosses the bottle into a nearby trash can.

Neo: "..."

Toby: "So Neo...What now?"

Neo: "..."

Toby looks up at Neo whose eyes seem to be fixed directly on Toby. Toby's brows recede, not knowing exactly how to react.

Toby: "Uhm...So...You see Keith's latest promo?"

Neo immediately jumps into that trash can that he threw his booze in. Jesus, has he grown that desperate!? Suddenly Rebecca Hunter comes skulking by, her eyes scanning every possible nook and cranny Neo could use to hide in. She looks at Toby, sniffs the air around him and sneers. She goes on her merry way, and there is silence for several moments.

Neo: "Is she gone?"

Toby looks in the general direction she went, nodding his head and points his face in the direction of the trash can.

Toby: "Yeah? Yeah, she's gone. What's that about?"

Neo slowly crawls out of the trash can, his bottle of booze in his hand as he dumps the remaining contents into his mouth.

Neo: "Nothing...Just some missed communication."

Toby: "Missed communication? Why would you be hiding from a woman?"

Neo lifts a hand to dismiss that question.

Neo: "Yeah, I saw Keith's promo. It's funny how bloated that man's ego is, isn't it? He claims I don't have what it takes to be in the big leagues...yet he had to resort to cheating to beat me. That says a lot more about him then it does me. Doesn't it? If somebody who considers himself a 'big league player' has to cheat to beat me...It just makes me chuckle. Keith's a sucker, he'll do anything for that limelight and he seen it escape his grasp. He deserves his chance for the Dual Crown, and has yet to go to the higher ups to discuss the clause of his contract. Hell, by the looks of it he's got himself a nice little lawsuit on his hands. Sadly, I think he boinked the wrong woman and the STD has had it's way with his brain cells. Such shame. I look to kick the shit out of the only two left this Sunday. Because I laid him and Clay out last time...and I won't hesitate for a SECOND to do it to them again. He doesn't think it's impressive I beat Pyotr? He should, I won the match fairly. You know? When you beat somebody in the center of the ring with skill? Without the help of the ropes or the use of a low blow? I'll listen and believe things Keith says when he earns a victory that matters without his cum guzzling techniques."

Neo looks at Toby with serious eyes, and then they began to swell with emotion. Toby takes a step back, looking afraid.

Toby: "What!? Why're you looking at me like that."

Neo: "I'm just happy."

Toby arches a brow.

Toby: "Why?"

Neo places his arm on Toby's shoulder, patting him firmly.

Neo: "Because Toby my boy. You have the ability to bring out the best in me. Without you, Neo's transition into FIW would have been that much more difficult. You've been there for me since day one. You've helped make Neo Carner...Neo Carner. No, that isn't a slip of the tongue like when I was haunted by Neo Carner. I mean it. Without your help Toby, I wouldn't be where I am. I thank you. You've been one of my best friends in my stay here...and I thank you for everything."

Toby gives a warm smile, offering a hand out to Neo.

Toby: "Thanks man...I appreciate that."

Neo grabs the hand, giving it a firm return.

Neo: "Thank you, Toby."

Neo looks up at the banner, Rumble Soundbytes eh? Neo smirks and gives a confirming nod to Toby.

Neo: "Now...If you'll excuse me. I've got a Rumble Soundbyte to do."

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